Happy new year to you all! Lets hope this year is better then the last... but I have no hope. Enjoy!

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Me and Ann rushed to Sabaody. Koala should have saved us a spot near the mission board. I can't believe me, and Ann almost forgot. Luffy went with her crew, so she is farther back then me and Ann will be.

Suddenly, Ann stopped walking. I stopped with her and noticed she looked tensed. My eyes followed her line of sight until they ended at a certain group of pirates. The Whitebeard Pirates. Ann's orbs flared when they were met with half opened blue ones.

The Phoenix. I'm not surprised he is here. Even though the man makes it his mission to avoid the public, everyone is interested in Dr. Vegapunk. Ann has a deep hatred towards the man for a few reasons.

One, for some reason, everyone compares her to The Phoenix. It might be because they are both fire users. Two, he seems full of himself, which is a major turn off for Ann.

I saw small flames start to lick at my sister's skin. "Ann, he doesn't matter. Let's go." I snapped the band of the bikini top she was wearing and pulled at her arm. Showing skin is one of Ann's favorite things. She is proud of her body. Her chest doesn't compare to her hips though. The woman makes sure her cargo shorts are dangling off them to show off.

A snort came from her before she tipped her cowboy hat. "You're right." Ann said under her breath.

We continued to walk until we reached Koala. "Did you guys see who is here? The Whitebeard Pirates." She beamed. Koala has always been excited when it comes to large figures in the pirate realm. "Yeah, we saw." Ann grumbled.

Koala sucked in her lips from the glare she received from me. She sighed, "they aren't the only ones." My best friend's finger shot out to the people across from us.

One wore a large scarf, covering their face till the bridge of their tanned nose. Dark purple eyes narrowed at me from my stare. A hood covered over his hair, but even so, I can tell who he is. The man wore an opened leather jacket, complemented by leather pants and boots. Charlotte Katakuri. Big Mom's golden child.

Big Mom~ pink hair, type X, age 53, 28'10, large nose. Her real name is Charlotte Linlin. Not every emperor likes to share their real name and face, but Big Mom and Kaido do. She is the only female emperor, and like all of them, she controls a lot of land. Her children and grandchildren are her crew. Arranged marriages is another way she expands, but she hasn't had one of those in a while. Her total number of children comes to 85, and her number of ex-husbands comes to 43. Yeah… the woman gets around.

Charlotte Katakuri~ age 36, 16'8, type X, scary. The man has a bounty of over one billion. It can almost compete with Shanks's, he is one of the four golden children. The man is a triplet, his counterparts are Smoothie and Cracker. He is not the eldest out of the Big Mom pirates, far from it. Even though they hide their faces, the Big Mom pirates don't hide their names. Pirates who do hide their names usually live on the Grandline. The city above. But, the Big Mom pirates live in their own territory. Which is a closed off island that only they can enter. The pirates still come to their academy of course, but not many. Sengoku can always send his missions through mail.

Four Golden children~ they are the most famous pirates with large bounties. In order to qualify as a golden child, you have to be young and powerful. Which is why there are only four. Katakuri is the oldest out of the four golden children. Well, that we know of. Shanks is a few years younger than him, and Koala is pretty sure so is The Phoenix. The Phoenix also counts as a golden child from his large bounty. The last golden child is a part of Kaido's group, but no one has seen her in a long time. She is supposed to be his daughter, but no one believes it.

Not like they can test it out anyways. She hasn't been seen in years.

Next to Katakuri was the rest of the triplets. Smoothie and Cracker.

Charlotte Cracker~ 10'1, age 36, type X, weird hair. His hair is shown, unlike Katakuri's. His hair is dark purple and shaped like birthday candles on a cake. He is a sweet commander. A sweet commander is like me and my sibling's ranking. There are only three of them, the rest of Big Mom's crew are lower ranking. The sweet commanders are the triplets.

Charlotte Smoothie~ age 36, 15'3, type X. Her hair is also shown. Her locks are light while her eyes are a dark blue. Her bounty is also large at 932 million berries. Not much is known about the woman's body type, besides the fact she has a rose tattoo on her thigh.

I looked away, "interesting."

Koala and Ann nodded, "you don't see them often either." They said in unison.

A tension stacked onto the air, flowing over everyone in the area. My eyes twitched from the sounds of gasps, "they're here."

Third pov

Boots clicked against the pavement, drawing everyone's attention to the masked man. There they were. Dr. Vegapunk and five of the Blankes. One more than usual.

Dr. Vegapunks' hands tucked in the pockets of his black baggy pants. His torso was covered by a skintight, sleeveless, maroon shirt. The shirt extended to his mid neck, complementing the chain necklace he had. A large white cloak covered his back, ending at the rim of his boots. The boots had silver buckles on the side and the long sleeves of his cloak dangled off his shoulders. The tip of his hood fell over the bridge of his nose, covering his eyes.

Next to him were five of the Blankes. All having numbers on the backs of their similar outfits. Number 3, 2, 7, 8, and 11. All of them had cloaks covering their real clothing and features. As always.

Vegapunks' eyes wandered around the crowd of people that came to see him. He let out a small hum before knocking into something. It was a child.

Everyone gasped from the contact the child made with one of the most important people in the world. Not only that, but the child was filthy. As if he had been rolling around in dirt.

Smudged marks appeared on Dr. Vegapunks' fresh clothes, the sight made him grit his teeth. Sab and Ann clench their fists from the look in the doctor's eyes. Once he came into sight, everyone began bowing. Dammit, will he hurt that kid? Why was he running through the middle anyways? Doesn't he have a mother?

Metal shifting made the crowd flinch. None of them can see what was happening, but their minds pointed to the worst possibility. He is going to shoot the child.

Like the Celestial Dragons, Dr. Vegapunk can do whatever he wishes, whenever he wishes. Shooting a child in public, during a ceremony, will get passed off as a minor incident and never be looked at again.

Sab's eyes sharpened, I won't let that happen, I won't let someone share the same fate I had. Nobles, Celestials, all of them can rot in hell! They bleed the same blood as us all, yet they treat the 'lower' class as mere objects. It's sickening! It's-

"What's up?"

All air from Sab's lungs vanished from her state of shock. Not just her, but everyone became stunned after hearing such a genuine tone. It was soft and welcoming, as a normal person would talk to a child.

Unable to resist, Sab's head peaked up to look. There. in front of her, was the man many feared. A man known to have one of the most powerful positions in the world. Crouching down and ruffling a small, dirty child's hair. Even with the mask over his face, you could tell he was smiling.

This can't be real… he… he… he isn't angry? He isn't retaliating for some absurd reason his mind concocted only to release his own desires? No way, he cannot be a noble if so.

Once again, theories and rumors scatter the place like wildfire in the pirate world. One of those rumors being that Dr. Vegapunk is a very, very, rich man. But that is to be expected when you hold the world's knowledge in your hands.

Dr. Vegapunk is the man who has created, researched, and tested devil fruits. Some say his brain is a hundred years ahead of time itself, no one can understand how that is possible. But then again, another name for him is the creator of all worlds.

Someone like that on their own would make any person piss themselves. But, if you want a true horror story, add on the fact the man is close to the king. The King of wealth, fame, and power, Gol D. Roger. With the Conqueror of Knowledge, and the King of everything else working together. Nothing can stop them.

Which the government knows, that is why they try their hardest to keep Dr. Vegapunk happy. Even if things get carried away…

More footsteps caused everyone to turn their heads. Mortified expressions covered the crowd when they saw who the child was running from. Or what the child was running from….

Dressed in all white. Gold and money dripping out of their aura's. Along with spoiled personalities was three Celestial Dragons.

One has light purple hair that curled at the ends. Dark freckles, a small gap in her front teeth, and a round head. Another had black hair, small eyes, a round nose, and short lashes. The last was the only male. He was chubby with a double chin. A snot bubble dripped out of his nose and his expression made him look dumbfounded.

Sab was terrified by the people walking toward her, so much so, she couldn't move. Old memories flooded back to her, making her petrified.

Dr. Vegapunk kept his eyes on the small child, even as the boy started to shake from the footsteps. He must have been a slave then. Glancing up and down, he determined his theory was correct.

"You there, how dare you block our path. You have no right! Now give us back our toy! Don't you know who we are?!" The purple haired woman shouted through the giant bubble helmet. Celestials don't have a need to wear masks. They only come to Sabaody for their sick and twisted enjoyment.

Some say that in the dark corners of the Redline are human shops, ran by the Celestials.

Silence filled the air, Dr. Vegapunk seemed frozen, so were his guards.

One of the Celestials walked forward to take the child back. He was a runaway slave, and like all runaway slaves, he will be punished. Normally, when someone is a slave, they have explosive collars and handcuffs. But this child doesn't. "Was he bought recently?" Sab mumbled under her breath.

Her voice caused the man to stop in front of her, she was the only one standing up. But she didn't notice until the man stopped. Sab towered over him; it made the man grit his teeth. His eyes went around her whole frame, mainly her chest and hips. His eyes stopped wandering when he saw the scar going over her entire left eye. "What a putrid face! How dare you look down on me!"

The click of metal made everyone gasp. Next thing Sab knows is that there is a gun being aimed at her. Ann was right next to her sister, fuming at the sight in front of her. But before she could spark up, something heavy added to her wrists. They were handcuffs.

"Look brother! This one seems pretty!" One of the sisters yelled. Ann's throat went dry from the handcuffs on her wrists. Even though she hasn't tried to move, she already feels strained.

Luffy and Law watched the scene with flaring eyes. Both were ready to jump in, even though they could be put to death. If someone touches a Dragon, or even looks at them wrong… they can be put to death. That. Or they get given a life sentence in the world's most notorious prison. Impel Down.

"How do you know sister? You haven't taken off her mask yet." The sentence made Ann's eyes go wide. A hand touched her skin, she tried to flare up, but the handcuffs were made of sea prism stone. Water makes devil fruit users weak, sea prism stone does the same.

The freckled brunette can't activate her devil fruit, nor can she move. She was stuck, paralyzed in front of the untouchables. When fingers started to pull at her mask, Law and Luffy planted their feet to lunge forward. But-

A gust of wind made clouds of dusts conjugate around the scene. When the dust settled, everyone felt lightheaded from the horror on Sab and Ann's faces. Not only were they in horror, but so were the Celestials.

Two daggers got placed inches away from the male celestial's neck. One of the blades had pressed into the flesh. It was number 3. The other blade, carried by number 2, had flicked upwards. Ready to behead the man if needed.

The Celestial near Ann was trembling from the weapon centimeters away from her eye. The blade of the knife, held by number 7, pushed the sharp tip forwards. Making it almost penetrate the tissue. Ann's head cuffs were shattered. Metal flew in front of her face as if the air itself cut it.

Shaking, she looked in the direction of Dr. Vegapunk. Next to him was 11. The Blankes had a sword peering from his side, pressing back into its hold. Did he break them? That was so fast…

Normally, Blankes use their custom daggers for fights. Ann thinks it's to make sure no hints are given out about who the Blankes are.

"Blankes, lower your weapons." Dr. Vegapunk commanded. The only one that didn't attack was number eight. The Blankes had his arms over his chest and his eyes narrowed on the Celestial in front of Sab.

Without a second thought, the weapons were back to being concealed. They started to walk back to Dr. Vegapunk, which brought the Celestials back to life. The male compressed his teeth. He tried to reach out to grab one of the Blankes. But before he could, an enormous amount of pain consumed him.

Blood oozed out in front of everyone, many screamed while others struggled to take in the sight. A Celestial Dragon's arm got cut clean off within an instant. Dr. Vegapunk whipped the blood off his dagger with a growl. "Scum like you isn't allowed to touch my subordinates." He seethed.

Some of the blood landed on Ann and Sab, but they weren't fixed on that. A man known to be untouchable, and another known to be a conqueror have clashed. And the conqueror won.

The dagger clicked back into Dr. Vegapunks' waist. "Let's go." He mumbled. The Blankes nodded, but before they started to walk away, the genius looked towards the child. The former slave was stunned and had tears peering from his large orbs.

A hand pulled him up, "you can come with me." He muttered before placing the child on his chest. The kid was so surprised, all he could do was give a weak nod to the powerful man.

The group continued to walk until they got inside the Sabaody Bar. When they got in there, All of them let out a sigh. "I told you we shouldn't have done that." Number 2 snorted.

Number 3 nodded in agreement while 7 and 8 began to laugh. "It's fun to see Vegapunk mad." Number seven chirped with a challenging look.

The Dr chuckled, "talk about a sight!" The child the man was holding could only watch the genius laugh in wonder.

"Didn't you guys put on a show? Hm." All eyes trailed to the short haired woman at the bar. She was cupping her face with a cigarette pressed between her filled lips. A smirk appeared and before she knew it, Dr. Vegapunk was laughing harder. "Damn right." He took a seat on one of the stools by the bar. He caught the glass Shakky's slid to him and chugged the liquid inside under his mask. With a grunt he continued, "do you feel it Shakky?"

The woman gave a hum as a reply, making Dr. Vegapunk continued. "It is time for a new era, one crazier and scarier than the last." He slammed his drink down with a chortle. "It's time for a new king! And new people for him to follow. Hell, I may not be as old as you guys, but even my time will be coming to a close!"

Enthusiasm leaked out of every word. The grip on his glass became tighter as more liquid poured in. Laughs erupted from the man from the thought. "Something crazier than the last… is that even possible?" Number 11 asked before taking a seat besides Dr. Vegapunk. The genius slid his glass to the guard, "that isn't the question though my friend." The genius hummed.

Shakky watched the two with a smile, "then tell me Vega, what sets the king from the rest? You have put so much faith into an era that hasn't begun."

"Of course it has begun! I can already see the spirits pulsing through the younger generation! I can't wait to see the games this year!"

The doctor's claim made Shakky raise a brow, "don't tell me you are watching it this year. You never do."

Ice cubes clicked in the glass cup as the genius swirled them around. All of his guards were sprouting grins from the statement. "It's not every year the Gol D's participate… I want to see what happens."

"And how do you know they will? Hm."

"Well that is easy to answer Shakky. I am never wrong."

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Shanks pov

Eyes followed my boots as they tapped against the raw tile of the Whitebeard Manor. The hallways were cold and would make any normal man fall to their knees. The tension weighed heavily on everyone's shoulders. The subdivisions of the Whitebeard Pirates, and my crew members.

Only a few of my crew were with me. Benn, Yasopp, and Lucky. We stopped at large steel doors at the end of the hallway. This is where the dominating aura was resonating. Much to my surprise, the large entry opened on its own. Air caught in my hood from the sudden movement. I gripped onto the clothing tightly to hide my crimson locks.

When the doors stopped moving, me and my crew walked into the room. A large man stood in front of us. Puffing out his chest as he sat in his cushioned throne. No windows let light in the room, all there was is the shadow of the large man reflecting on the red carpet.

A grumble from the large man made a gust of wind whip around the room. "I see you came, brat." Even with the wind pushing my frame and flowing through my locks, I kept my eyes on the man. "I did, old man. Are you ready to get down to business?"

A loud rowdy chuckle left the large figure, "calling the shots? Don't you think you're too young for that? Eh? Red haired." The large man picked up a plain white bottle and chugged it. From the odor running in the air, I could tell it was sake. "I would offer you some, but Sengoku told me you aren't allowed to drink! Gurarara!"

I pursed my lips from the comment. Stupid Sengoku, gossiping about us as if he were a housewife. "Some say you are a Jr emperor. Out of all the golden children, you are the only one who hasn't denied becoming one. Isn't that right?"

My legs tucked into my lap as I tugged on my mask, "yes. I haven't decided yet. I am a little more than a year away from that decision. I rather push it aside."

The giant man put down his drink and scanned me, "telling me your age hm? Aren't you cocky. One of my men could try to kill you, even with that small piece of information."

This time, I chuckled. "My father has told me all about you and his relationship. I have no doubt you know my real identity. Along with my siblings." Whitebeard's eyes narrowed from my claim. My father has only told me the stories between him and his old friend. My siblings don't know… well Law might. He is perceptive and thinks 200 steps ahead.

"I see. Yet you still wear a mask?"

I motioned my head, "I don't think your subordinates know, and I'm sure my father knows your children as well. Same goes for Rayleigh, Shakky, my mom, and Dragon." People like Sengoku, Garp, and the five elders know everyone who is a pirate. But among the emperors, not all are close. Big Mom and Kaido have an unspoken alliance, as well as my dad and Whitebeard.

Whitebeard settled his drink down, "you are forgetting about another person." He said plainly. My brow raised from the statement, but my curiosity was never fed. "Onto business." The man started. With a nod I spoke, "I accept, but I do recommend someone to watch from the shadows instead."

"Who? Are they trustworthy?"

Once again, I nodded. "They are close with my little brother."

The old man rubbed his chin, "that would mean more people would get involved." His sharp eyes scanned my body, contemplating on whether he should trust me. In the end, the old man grew a cheeky grin. "Why not? Make sure this doesn't get to people who aren't needed or I will send my first commander after you." I didn't take the threat lightly, if I were to fight one of the golden children, an island could get destroyed.

That reminds me… "Old man. Have you heard of the incident? Ten years ago." I felt my crewmates stiffen from the topic. Some say it is a legend, a myth people tell their children to regale them. But… I doubt that is the case. Something about it… feels real.

"Are you talking about the paramount war and the genocide that happened before that?"

My eyes lit up, this is one of the few things I am interested in. One of the few things in history that caught my immediate attention. It happened ten years ago, the Celestial Genocide. A group of people started slaughtering the nobles and the dragons. It made waves of chaos ripple throughout the world. Soon after that, a war.

People say it was a war, yet there were no witnesses. All we know is that a cluster of islands got destroyed. Even knowing that much is a feet on its own. No one can to talk about it. It is a black stain on society.

"Yes I do, I even know who was in it. Why are you asking?" Whitebeard's grin grew from my obvious interest on the topic, but I held back. I can't fangirl in front of an emperor, that is so uncool. "Nothing, just wondering."

Pushing off my legs, I stood up and nodded for my crew to walk out. "I'll see you later… old man."

Whitebeard chuckled, "same to you, brat."

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1.) to give Sengoku a better description he is like the fleet admiral of the pirate world. He watches over them and makes sure they do what their job is. (protecting the world from the shadows) The reason why he is also involved with the marines is because some marines are superhuman (with Haki and Devil fruits) beings. That is why him and Garp work closely, side by some.

2.) Headmasters aren't emperors, they are people the Emperors assign to teach pirates how to use and control their powers (with your average academics of course.) I gave Fisher that role because I felt like it. For Whitebeard, one of his headmasters would be Whitey Bay.

3.) I called Garo an Admiral because his position and Sengoku's are connected. So together both are considered the 'fleet admiral' but separately they are just admirals if that makes any sense.

4.) I think I covered that there is more then one Blankes.

5.) Shanks and Marco are friends, neither knows their pirate identity. Also I wanted to add that none of the Newgates know the really idenity of the Gol D's expect for Whitebeard. None of the Gol D's know the Newgates Idenities either. Mostly because Whitebeard goes by Whitebeard and not his first of his last name, keeping the name 'Newgate' off the radar

6.) ancient weapons do exist, I don't know which ones I'm going to include yet. But Hoshi is Poseidon

7.) Yep! I kept all their usual heights!

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